Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.; Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
She's got everything she needs,; She's an artist, she don't look back
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
If you're lookin' to get silly; You better go back to from where you came
I got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
I see, I see lovers in the meadow; I see, I see silhouettes in the window; I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ; To a shadow
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Everybody's doin' something,; I heard it in a dream,; But when there's too much of nothing,; It just makes a fella mean.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Democracy don't rule the world,; You'd better get that in your head.; This world is ruled by violence; But I guess that's better left unsaid.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
You have explained every mystery.; What can I do for You?
I got nothing left to burn
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
A saxophone someplace far off played
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,; Lay down the song you strum,; And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings; No voice can hope to hum.
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
But the enemy I see
Wears a cloak of decency
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
Have I surrendered to the will of God; Or am I still acting like the boss?
You say my kisses are not like his,; But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
